Cold December Mornings
Cold mornings under the blanket next to you. It's silent; your breath is all I hear. Comfort. We have a few minutes to stay still. Calming. Waiting for the radio alarm to turn on. It plays a music I've never heard before. The kind of music they used to play back then. It's calming, comforting, to be next to you. Cold mornings every single day for winter. With you, life is never easy, I know it. My life is meaningful when I'm with you.